Sometimes I read a post that deserves more than one of my silly comments.
I write a note to myself that says, "This is a perfect post."
Swampwitch over at Anecdotes, Antidotes, and Anodes beguiled me with her narrative about meeting and having breakfast with One From The Greatest Generation. Bill
You will miss out if you don't go read it. Right Now.
Oh yeah... this was/is definitely a Perfect Post.
I invite you to read other nominations for the January Perfect Post Awards at www.petroville.com and www.suburbanturmoil.blogspot.com.
I see the moon?
9 hours ago